"Wonderful!"

"Wonderful!"

"Zheng Yuanwai is really talented, it's a pity not to be an official."

This group of top officials of the First Division, who has been floating in the Huan Sea for many years, although they look down on Zheng Yuanwai, who reveals the atmosphere of a rich man in the countryside from the inside out, they don't understand why the official department Shangshu chose him as the messenger.

But this temple is really wonderful, no matter whether Zhu Shun wins or loses, in the end, the Donglin Party wins.

During this time, the Donglin Party mobilized a huge network of people to strictly monitor the Ministry of Industry's E-character Library, Guangji Library, War Bureau, and Gun Bureau to prevent Zhu Shun from cheating.

Except for the military battle bureau controlled by Wang Chengen, the chief officials of the remaining three places are all from the Donglin Party, and Zhu Shun can't cheat even if he wants to.

They won this bet, and when the time came, they would be able to win back all the money they lost last time.

In case Zhu Shun really wins, the emperor will definitely promote Zhu Shun next, as long as he is promoted, this desperate plan can work.

The traitor Cai Jing practiced calligraphy hard, just so that one day Song Huizong could appreciate him through calligraphy, and later Cai Jing really became the right minister of the Song Dynasty step by step with calligraphy.

Not to mention Gao Yu, it is precisely because of his amazing juju skills that he was appreciated by Song Huizong, who was still the king of Duan.

An Lushan is just a foil, and it is also the most poisonous place of the Donglin Party, which means that as long as Zhu Shun gains power, he will rebel like An Lushan and ruin the Ming Dynasty.

Everything is waiting for the first day of September.

On the first day of September, Jingshan.

Jingshan is a treasure land of feng shui for Chongzhen and the Xifa Party, and they have won a lot of money here, but it is not a good place for the Donglin Party and Jin Shang.

The last time it was a safe bet, I lost nearly a million taels of silver here.

But this time, whether it is the Donglin Party or Huang Yongfa, one of the eight major Jin businessmen, it is safe to win.

Especially Huang Yongfa's younger brother Huang Yonggui, a Jin merchant surnamed Huang, came over early, and today he wants to see Zhu Shun enter the palace as a eunuch.

Huang Yonggui, who has spent most of his life in the blood, already knows the Donglin Party's desperate plan, no matter what, Zhu Shun will not end well.

Huang Yonggui also deliberately moved a Taishi chair, sat on the edge of the school field in a big way, and drank the best tea produced in Shanghai County leisurely.

Generally good tea, even if it is the best tea produced in Suzhou, the highest per catty is no more than two coins of silver, but this year it has risen a little, up to three dollars of silver.

Huang Yonggui drank a piece of tea, a pound of as high as three taels of silver, only the real dignitaries, and Huang Yongfa such a big businessman can drink it.

Huang Yonggui didn't know how to hook up with Jin Zhijun, and Jin Zhijun was still sitting next to him, probably because he felt that Jin Zhijun was going to fly Huang Tengda after today, so he took the initiative to run to him to be embarrassed.

Jin Zhijun sat in the front row with a golden knife, and there were constantly heads of various departments, and even a few Lang Zhong and imperial envoys took the initiative to greet Jin Zhijun.

Jin Zhijun nodded lightly, which was a response to them.

Seeing Jin Zhijun's attitude, those high-ranking officials didn't feel anything, officialdom is like this, who made Jin Zhijun soar from today onwards.

Waiting until hundreds of Donglin Party members and some neutral ministers stood up, a few West French Party members in shabby clothes stood alone.

Xu Guangqi, Sun Yuanhua and the others didn't care, and they didn't pay attention to the mocking eyes of the Donglin Party members, as well as Jin Zhijun's disgusted eyes, and stood next to them to discuss their own research.

It didn't take long for the Son of Heaven's Luan to sit down, and Chongzhen looked around and saw Huang Yonggui, who was sitting in the front row, talking and laughing, and Jin Zhijun who was a big horse golden knife.

Jin Zhijun, as an important minister of the imperial court, Chongzhen knew him, but Huang Yonggui, who looked more proud than Jin Zhijun, didn't know him, and asked expressionlessly: "Who is on Jin Zhijun's left." ”

Wang Chengen said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Huang Yonggui." ”

Hearing this name, and seeing his state of talking and laughing, Chongzhen's expressionless face showed a hint of imperceptible playfulness: "He's a good person." ”

The corners of Wang Chengen's mouth tugged.

After thinking about it, isn't he a good person, the last time he sold his family property, he had to give seven or eight hundred thousand taels of silver to the imperial court, and this time he went to find his clan brother, and he wanted to give one and a half million taels of silver to the imperial court, a very good person.

Chongzhen is laughing, Jin Shang is laughing, and the Donglin party is also laughing, as for who can laugh to the end, I don't know.

After a stick of incense, Zhu Shun led Jinyiwei to drive more than a dozen donkey carts into the school field.

Seeing these dozen donkey carts, the members of the Donglin Party and the ministers of the ministers chuckled in their hearts, and their faces turned a little pale, did they want to lose all the money like last time.

Zhu Shun jumped off the donkey cart, and the words he said immediately smashed the luck of the members of the Donglin Party and the ministers of the ministers: "Your Majesty, the ministers did not fail in their mission, and made a total of 1,327 flintlock pistols. ”

Not only more than 1,000, but also as many as 327, the excess alone is more than the output of Wang Gong's factory in three months.

Jin Zhijun, who was sitting on the Taishi's chair, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and stood up with a somewhat panicked expression: "The emperor... Your Majesty, Your Majesty... The minister wants to investigate. ”

Zhu Shun knew that the people here would not believe it, and nodded towards the brocade clothes behind him.

The brocade cloth Baihu raised the embroidered spring knife in his hand, cut the rope on the carriage with a knife, and said with a cold face: "Brothers, investigate." ”

Hearing this, the brocade guards were all boiling, laughing and cutting the ropes on the carriages, they had witnessed the well-made flintlock pistols put into the warehouse.

Now let those Donglin Party members who usually look down on them take a look, so that they can teach them to stare their eyeballs.

As the ropes broke one by one, the brocade guards opened the lid on the box, took out the flintlock pistol placed on the straw, and placed it on the improvised platform that had been set up in the middle of the school yard.

There was also a eunuch next to him who was in charge of surveying the numbers.

"One."

"Two."

.......

"Five hundred."

"A thousand."

I didn't have to count to 1,327, and when I counted to 1,000, many of the low-level members of the Donglin Party couldn't stand this blow, and tears fell instantly.

Even if they lose money, this time they have also pitted their relatives and friends in their hometown, and there are only a few months left for the New Year, so what face do they have to go home for the New Year.

Originally, I wanted to let the people in my hometown hear that they had returned, and relatives and friends rushed to visit them with gifts, and urged them to continue to make a fortune with their relatives and friends.

Now they are rushing to their houses, but instead of visiting them, they are angry and digging their houses.